[ Sebastian's situation was far from ideal. It was unbecoming of both a demon and a butler to appear so imperfect, ...especially in the face of a possible adversary. He'd felt the other demon's presence before he'd moved into the room, before he'd said anything; that aura, unmistakable. He couldn't help but grow tense as the other demon's judgmental gaze fell upon him, the scrutiny setting him on edge. He couldn't afford to appear any weaker, however, and so with what strength remained he stood. Turning, Sebastian put himself face to face with him. ]
ah, [ He put on a smile, taking a single step closer. Personal space was not something he'd bothered with in the wake of a foe. Intimidation tactics, or something. ] So you've heard of me. I should be flattered, right? [ His lips pursed, forming a subtle curve. It lasted all of a second, the expression dropping, replaced with something more appropriate; irritation. ] ...you know my name, so it's only right I know yours. Who are you?